I died young at the start, but I'm reincarnated with unlimited skill points!

The funeral of the eldest son, Su Cheng, was conducted with the utmost solemnity and honor.

But life at Qianlong Manor must go on after the funeral.

The secular businesses transitioned smoothly under the leadership of the third son, Su Lin.

Inside the manor, after the beating at the mourning hall, the cultivators no longer dared to be arrogant in the slightest.

There exists an extremely tight balance and order between mortals and cultivators.

Autumn goes and winter comes.

Late at night, in the deepest secret room beneath Qianlong Manor.

Su Yu sat on a futon, holding an ancient Taoist scripture in his hand, quietly turning the pages by the dim light of the ever-burning lamp.

Outside the heavy, broken stone, came a series of light yet steady footsteps.

"Come in."

The stone gate slowly opened to both sides.

Fifty-nine-year-old Su Yuan, dressed in a blue robe, slowly walked into the secret room.

Time has left its mark on his face; his temples are now streaked with gray, and the wrinkles around his eyes have deepened.

If a mortal cannot establish a foundation for immortality, their peak period of vitality will be extremely short.

Once you pass the age of sixty, your physical functions will begin to decline irreversibly.

By then, let alone attempting to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Even maintaining the current level of Qi Refining, the ninth level of Great Perfection, requires a great deal of mental effort.

Su Yuan walked up to Su Yu, knelt down on both knees, and looked extremely solemn.

"Father, I am ready."

Su Yu put down the Daoist scripture in his hand and his gaze fell on his second son.

He didn't speak immediately, but instead used his divine sense to examine Su Yuan's condition.

With abundant true essence and blood still at the peak of vitality, spiritual power has been polished to perfection.

In terms of preparation alone, Su Yuan has done the best he could.

However, there were no Foundation Establishment Pills.

"Without the Elixir of Immortality, one is almost certain to die."

Su Yu spoke calmly, as if stating something extremely ordinary.

"Once your meridians can no longer withstand the erosion of liquid true essence, not only will your cultivation be completely destroyed, but there is a greater than 90% chance that you will explode on the spot and die."

"If you behave yourself and keep to your own course, with your current cultivation level, you can live peacefully for another hundred years without any problem. With you and me in charge, the manor can continue to be peaceful."

Su Yuan straightened his back.

Looking at his father's full head of white hair, he recalled the withered and emaciated face of his elder brother, Su Cheng, before his death.

"My elder brother had no spiritual roots, but he used his whole life and half his life to carve out a way for the manor to survive in the secular world."

Su Yuan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable resolve.

"As the second son with spiritual roots, I have been supported by the family for decades."

"Now that my elder brother is gone, and Father you are no longer at your peak, if I were to back down now out of fear of death, the decades of dormancy of Qianlong Manor would become a joke."

"Hidden Dragon Manor needs a true Foundation Establishment cultivator to form its foundation."

Upon hearing these words, a profound glint flashed in Su Yu's eyes.

He stood up and walked to the center of the second-order spirit-gathering array in the secret chamber.

"Go."

Su Yu didn't say any more nonsense about dissuasion or encouragement.

The struggle for the Great Dao in the cultivation world is like licking blood from the edge of a knife; there is no way out.

Su Yuan took a deep breath, walked to the center of the formation, and sat down cross-legged.

He took out the breakthrough insights that Su Yu had given him years ago from his bosom, and once again went through every word and every meridian pathway in his mind.

Then he closed his eyes.

"rise."

Su Yu stood on the outer edge of the formation, forming a hand seal with one hand.

The second-order spirit-gathering array is operating at full capacity.

The spiritual energy in the secret chamber quickly became viscous, even condensing into wisps of white mist that enveloped Su Yuan's figure.

Su Yuan began to guide the Qi Refining Perfection True Essence within his body, compressing it towards the center of his Qi Sea.

Condensation of vapor into liquid.

This first step was not difficult for Su Yuan, who had already honed his true essence to its extreme.

Half an hour later.

A drop of extremely heavy liquid true essence, containing immense power, slowly took shape deep within his dantian.

The real test of life and death has arrived.

The drop of liquid true essence followed the path of the cultivation technique, leaving the dantian and slowly squeezing into the meridians.

"Click-clack..."

A very faint, yet chilling tearing sound rang out inside Su Yuan's body.

Su Yuan's face turned deathly pale instantly.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his body began to tremble violently uncontrollably.

Without the nourishment and expansion provided by the Foundation Building Pill.

The weight of the liquid true essence was like that of a heavy mountain, forcibly crushing through the narrow muddy road.

Fine beads of blood began to seep from his pores.

The light blue clothes were quickly stained with a glaring dark red.

Outside the formation, Su Yu stood with his hands behind his back.

His expression remained unchanged, but his divine sense precisely locked onto the pathways of every inch of Su Yuan's meridians.

That's where he fell.

As soon as Su Yuan's meridians show signs of large-scale collapse, he will immediately take action to forcibly cut off the backflow of spiritual energy, even at the cost of losing all his cultivation, in order to save his second son's life.

The liquid true essence was propelled through Su Yuan's body with extreme difficulty.

one third.

half.

When the vital energy reaches a key acupoint on the left side of the chest, the resistance reaches its peak.

This is the most vulnerable and most prone-to-meridian-breakage point in the "Green Wood Longevity Technique".

Su Yu forced his way into this place back then, which led to his failure.

"puff."

Su Yuan let out a muffled groan, and black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The tearing sensation in his meridians had reached the limit of what his will could bear.

Just as he was about to lose control of his true energy and go berserk, a passage of annotation from his breakthrough enlightenment suddenly appeared in his mind.

"The Shaohai acupoint on the left chest should not be forcefully stimulated. Instead, one should disperse one's true energy like silk threads, circling around the edge of the acupoint, avoiding its sharp edge, and proceeding slowly and steadily, like water dripping on stone."

This was the only way out that Su Yu discovered by experiencing the collapse of his physical body back then.

Su Yuan gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain of his meridians being severed, and barely managed to separate the heavy drop of liquid true essence into three thin strands.

Bypassing the vulnerable core nodes, it followed the inner wall of the meridians, penetrating little by little.

One inch, two inches.

An extremely long and agonizing incense stick's time passed.

"Buzz".

The true essence finally crossed that insurmountable chasm between life and death.

Although the meridians were severely damaged, they managed to hold back that enormous force.

With Su Yu's insights as a guiding light.

Su Yuan used the same method at the next few critical junctures, narrowly avoiding the rupture of his meridians.

The foundation of a seventh-grade spiritual root played a decisive role at this moment.

Although not as wide as those of the prodigies, it is still much more resilient than Su Yu's inferior ninth-grade root back then.

When that drop of liquid true essence completed a full cycle and returned to the dantian.

"boom!"

The white mist of spiritual energy that had filled the quiet room instantly surged into Su Yuan's body like rivers flowing into the sea.

Su Yuan's aura rose steadily, easily breaking through the barrier of the Qi Refining stage.

A powerful spiritual aura, typical of a cultivator in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, emanated from him and slowly spread outwards.

Humanity is the foundation.

Although there were no extraordinary celestial phenomena or earth-shattering manifestations of the Dao foundation.

However, that inexhaustible and extremely refined liquid true essence is a genuine sign of Foundation Establishment.

With the support of the Foundation Establishment stage, the damaged meridians in Su Yuan's body began to repair and expand rapidly.

The light frost on his temples visibly faded, returning to its original black color.

The wrinkles on her face were smoothed out by the abundant blood and energy.

In just half an hour, he recovered to the appearance of a young man in his twenties or thirties with vigorous blood and energy.

The spiritual energy gradually subsided.

Su Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes gleamed with a restrained light as he felt the vast, seemingly inexhaustible true energy within his body, causing his body to tremble slightly.

He stood up, walked to Su Yu, and knelt heavily on the stone slab.

"Father... Your son is done."

Su Yuan's voice was hoarse from extreme excitement.

He is very clear.

If it weren't for the insights his father gained at the cost of his life, he would have been a corpse long ago, having taken only the first step in his quest.

Su Yu quietly looked at her second son kneeling before her.

He reached out and helped Su Yuan up from the ground, patting him on the shoulder.

"well done."

Su Yu looked at Su Yuan and praised him with utmost composure.

"To be able to maintain your composure amidst the excruciating pain of your meridians being about to rupture, your resilience and decisiveness are far superior to what I did back then. You deserve this blessing."

"Without my father's guiding light, I would never have succeeded."

Su Yuan felt somewhat apprehensive.

Su Yu shook his head, turned around, and his gaze fell on the spirit-gathering array in the secret chamber that had exhausted its spiritual energy.

"The path of cultivating immortality is inherently about defying fate."

His tone contained no resentment or bitterness, only a sense of clarity and acceptance that came from having seen it all.

"I tried my best back then. Even if I failed, I still saw the view at that threshold. I have no regrets because I tried. I have no regrets in this life."

"Now that you have crossed this insurmountable barrier, I am overjoyed for you."

Listening to her father's words, which were devoid of any jealousy and filled only with honesty and no regrets.

Su Yuan's sense of awe deepened.

He calmed his surging blood and qi, his expression turned solemn, and he asked for instructions.

"Father, your child has now reached the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Although the Zhao and Lin families had two Qi Refining Ninth Level Great Perfection cultivators back then, as long as they don't have any Foundation Establishment cultivators, I am confident that I can annihilate them."

"Shouldn't Qianlong Manor leave Black Wind Valley and reclaim its assets in the Immortal Cultivation Market?"